Let's Do This || Kellic [boyxboy]✔

Chapter Two

It was two days after my encounter with Kellin. I had typed out about sixty different things to text him but chickened out of it every time. (a/n; am I the only person who can't get over how funny the word chicken used as a verb sounds)

"Oh my god, get over yourself! Just text him! What do you think he gave you his number for?", Jaime said in annoyance, smacking the back of my head lightly. I groaned, "Fine. Fine, I'll text him."

Hey, it's Vic

"Really? That's all you can come up wi-", I cut Jaime off, "Shut the fuck up, Jesus!" He sighed, "See? That wasn't that bad, was it?"

I shook my head, "I guess not."

Much to my surprise, only about two minutes later, my phone let me know that Kellin was typing out a response.

"Hey. Do you wanna hang out sometime? Like catch up and stuff?", the text said. Jaime dtarted laughing, "He ain't wasting no time!" I rolled my eyes and shoved him playfully before replying.

I smiled widely at my phone. I couldn't believe this was actually happening. I had always doubted I would ever see him again in the first place and now, in a span of two weeks or so, I had met him, gotten his number, texted him and he wanted to meet up.

"I'm meeting him on Thursday at 4, at that Starbucks in the mall.", I informed Jaime, grinning. Jaime just shook his head.

"White people and their Starbucks...", he said, faking a Mexican accent. We both laughed and he high-fived me. "Good job, buddy. I'm happy for you."

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The two days until Thursday couldn't have come fast enough for me. I had been impatient twenty-four-seven and just couldn't wait.

Anyway, when Thursday 4pm eventually did come around, I was shaking in anticipation. The mall was only about a ten minute walk from where I lived, so I waited a bit, before making my way down here. Admittedly, I had put a little bit of effort into my looks that day. I had picked out my favorite dark blue jeans and a grey tank-top.

Although it was simple it looked good. Despite the fact that it was late fall, it was still pretty warm and considering this was California, not something abnormal. I wore a black and red snapback, under which I had neatly tucked my bangs. My hair didn't change much, really. (a/n; lmao lets just ignore vics high school pics for a second thx)

Although I knew I'd be late, I took my time walking. I didn't want to seem needy or anything.

When I arrived at the Starbucks in the mall, I was nervously fiddling with the few bracelests on my left wrist. I usually played with my nose ring, but I figured it would seem a bit weird doing that in public.

It didn't take long for me to spot Kellin. He was standing at the counter, his head tilted upwards so that he could see the menu. I took a deep breath and made my way over to him. I tapped him on the shoulder and he turned around. "Hey", I said.

Over the past couple of years I had learned to control and / or conceal my anxiety in certain situations very well and I was definitely going to make use of that ability around Kellin. He couldn't know how nervous and excited I was.

"Hi.", he said, attempting to smile at me but not quite succeeding. I had a strange feeling. Like something was going on. I decided not to think about it too much, though. After all, I was here with Kellin Quinn right next to me and certainly had other concerns - at least for now.

We didn't say much more until we sat down with our drinks. "So how have you been?", I asked, sipping my coffee lazily.

He shrugged, "Pretty good. Not really doing much, to be honest. How about you?"

"Well, I moved here, obviously, and I'm now living with my friend Jaime. I don't know if you remember him. I don't really know what my plans are, either. I'm just trying to focus on getting my shit together and being able to pay for food and rent right now."

He nodded, "I still haven't moved out of home. It's weird and I want to but I can't find the motivation to get shit done."

"I know what you mean. It'll be okay eventually."

"What brings you here? Do you still live at your old house and everything?", I asked, taking another sip of my now cooled-down coffee.

"My parents got divorced shortly before I graduated and my dad moved here. Me and...um, my girlfriend are visiting him."

I almost rolled my eyes at the mentioning of Katelynne, but decided not to - for the sake of us getting along just fine.

"And yeah,", he continued, "we haven't moved. It gets kind of boring."

I grinned, remembering the treehouse in Kellin's backyard, "Do you still have that treehouse? Would you even still go up there?"

Kellin laughed, "Yeah, I actually go there quite often. Do you remember that time when we played truth or dare and that thing with Oli happened?"

I nodded, smiling, "I wonder what he's up to. He was a dick."

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a/n; I'm sorry that this is so short but I had to write this twice because my computer is a little bitch and made me lose all motivation for this chapter

I love you.